Step-Lover
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He groans as his fingers slide through my sex. “You’re so fuckin’ wet. I can’t wait.”
“Then don’t.”
He lets me go long enough to free his cock from his jeans. Then he lifts me so my legs are wrapped around his waist. His lips glide over my jaw and he tugs my hair as he thrusts upwards, filling me with one swift movement. I gasp and my fingernails glide down his back as he pushes into my body without warning. I love it. I love how full I feel. I love how damned amazing he makes me feel when he’s inside me.
“God,” I gasp. “Blade, I’ve missed you.”
“Fuck,” he grunts. “Me too baby.”
He starts fucking me, like an uncaged animal. We’re grunting, our skin is slapping together, and my head occasionally slams back onto the wall behind me. I don’t care. I just want him to fuck me until there’s no more of the past. I want him to take it away and replace it with something new and beautiful. His cock slides in and out, long and thick, stretching me, molding me around him.
“Dammit,” I whimper. “I’m going to come.”
“Yes,” he rasps.
I explode all over him. Dampness coats his cock and he groans his pleasure over this fact. I clutch him, crying his name as my body convulses and continues to release all around him.
He starts fucking me harder after that. His fingers bite into my hips, his mouth closes around my shoulder and he slams me so damned hard I see stars. Then, with a hard little bite on my shoulder, he’s coming with me.
We stay like that for a good, long while. He slowly licks my skin where he bit me, and then gently places me down. My hair is stuck to my face and little droplets of water continue to run down my back from my bath. Blade catches one and brings it to his lips, sucking it off. Then he leans in close and kisses me softly. I slip past him and find a pair of panties and a tank, slipping them on before sitting on the bed.
“Well,” I say softly. “What now?”
He does up his jeans and then takes his shirt off and tosses it on the floor before joining me. We both lie back and he takes me into his arms. “Fuckin’ no idea.”
“I need . . .” I hesitate. “I need something from you, Blade.”
“What’s that?”
“I need you to really want this, because I can’t take you walking away again. So, I’m asking you. If you want this, stay, because I can’t go through it all once more.”
He squeezes me. “I have every intention of keeping you, Tulip. I just don’t know how I’m going to do it smoothly.”
“And Peyton?”
He snorts. “She made her bed, honey.”
“But you cared about her. I don’t know that it’s good to jump from her to me.”
He laughs softly and starts detangling my hair with his fingers. “Baby, me and you came along far before me and her. It’s not like you’re a rebound.”
“But . . .”
“Hush, darlin’. Let be what will be.”
I giggle. “When did you get so smart?”
He chuckles. “I didn’t, it’s all an act.”
I smile and let myself, just for a moment, believe this is all real.
But it can’t be, right?
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
“Fuck,” Blade grunts, jerking my head so hard my hair stings. “Baby, keep going.”
I’m sucking his cock. I’m not doing this lightly. He woke in the middle of the night with an appetite and I decided it was time I got to taste him. So, I slid down and closed my lips around him. I’m sucking like he’s the last lollipop on earth and I’m a starved candy addict.
“Baby,” he moans.
I swirl my tongue around the tip before bobbing my head, taking his length as deep as I can. His fingers are in my hair and he’s tugging, over and over, urging me on. His body is wound up and every now and then he flinches with pleasure. He’s beginning to swell in my mouth, and I know he’s getting close. This only spurs me on. I use my teeth to gently graze him and suck as hard as I can.
“Holy . . . shit . . .” he roars.
Warm liquid spurts out and hits the back of my throat over and over. I swallow it down, taking every last drop before slowly releasing him. He slumps backwards and I fall down beside him, crawling up until we’re side by side.
“Shit. I should have asked you to do that earlier.”
I laugh softly. “I think that might have been a good choice.”
He rolls to me and then pulls back. “Go and brush your teeth, woman.”
I grin. “But I thought you liked it dirty.”
He blanches. “I like your dirty, not my dirty.”
“You make me suck myself off your fingers.”
“Baby,” he says, placing a hand over my mouth. “Your pussy is sweet. My dick is not.”
With a giggle, I crawl out of bed and rush into the bathroom. I brush my teeth, positively glowing, and join him back on the bed. He wraps his arm around me and pulls the blankets over us. “Get some sleep, ’cause you look like shit.”
“Thanks,” I mumble against his skin.
“As shit as rainbows can look.”
I slap him. “Your charm is not welcome here.”
I feel him grin against my flesh, before my eyes start drooping. I’m exhausted and after a few rounds with Blade, I’m even more exhausted. I have no idea what tomorrow will bring, so I’m going to enjoy this for just a little bit longer.
“Then don’t.”
He lets me go long enough to free his cock from his jeans. Then he lifts me so my legs are wrapped around his waist. His lips glide over my jaw and he tugs my hair as he thrusts upwards, filling me with one swift movement. I gasp and my fingernails glide down his back as he pushes into my body without warning. I love it. I love how full I feel. I love how damned amazing he makes me feel when he’s inside me.
“God,” I gasp. “Blade, I’ve missed you.”
“Fuck,” he grunts. “Me too baby.”
He starts fucking me, like an uncaged animal. We’re grunting, our skin is slapping together, and my head occasionally slams back onto the wall behind me. I don’t care. I just want him to fuck me until there’s no more of the past. I want him to take it away and replace it with something new and beautiful. His cock slides in and out, long and thick, stretching me, molding me around him.
“Dammit,” I whimper. “I’m going to come.”
“Yes,” he rasps.
I explode all over him. Dampness coats his cock and he groans his pleasure over this fact. I clutch him, crying his name as my body convulses and continues to release all around him.
He starts fucking me harder after that. His fingers bite into my hips, his mouth closes around my shoulder and he slams me so damned hard I see stars. Then, with a hard little bite on my shoulder, he’s coming with me.
We stay like that for a good, long while. He slowly licks my skin where he bit me, and then gently places me down. My hair is stuck to my face and little droplets of water continue to run down my back from my bath. Blade catches one and brings it to his lips, sucking it off. Then he leans in close and kisses me softly. I slip past him and find a pair of panties and a tank, slipping them on before sitting on the bed.
“Well,” I say softly. “What now?”
He does up his jeans and then takes his shirt off and tosses it on the floor before joining me. We both lie back and he takes me into his arms. “Fuckin’ no idea.”
“I need . . .” I hesitate. “I need something from you, Blade.”
“What’s that?”
“I need you to really want this, because I can’t take you walking away again. So, I’m asking you. If you want this, stay, because I can’t go through it all once more.”
He squeezes me. “I have every intention of keeping you, Tulip. I just don’t know how I’m going to do it smoothly.”
“And Peyton?”
He snorts. “She made her bed, honey.”
“But you cared about her. I don’t know that it’s good to jump from her to me.”
He laughs softly and starts detangling my hair with his fingers. “Baby, me and you came along far before me and her. It’s not like you’re a rebound.”
“But . . .”
“Hush, darlin’. Let be what will be.”
I giggle. “When did you get so smart?”
He chuckles. “I didn’t, it’s all an act.”
I smile and let myself, just for a moment, believe this is all real.
But it can’t be, right?
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
“Fuck,” Blade grunts, jerking my head so hard my hair stings. “Baby, keep going.”
I’m sucking his cock. I’m not doing this lightly. He woke in the middle of the night with an appetite and I decided it was time I got to taste him. So, I slid down and closed my lips around him. I’m sucking like he’s the last lollipop on earth and I’m a starved candy addict.
“Baby,” he moans.
I swirl my tongue around the tip before bobbing my head, taking his length as deep as I can. His fingers are in my hair and he’s tugging, over and over, urging me on. His body is wound up and every now and then he flinches with pleasure. He’s beginning to swell in my mouth, and I know he’s getting close. This only spurs me on. I use my teeth to gently graze him and suck as hard as I can.
“Holy . . . shit . . .” he roars.
Warm liquid spurts out and hits the back of my throat over and over. I swallow it down, taking every last drop before slowly releasing him. He slumps backwards and I fall down beside him, crawling up until we’re side by side.
“Shit. I should have asked you to do that earlier.”
I laugh softly. “I think that might have been a good choice.”
He rolls to me and then pulls back. “Go and brush your teeth, woman.”
I grin. “But I thought you liked it dirty.”
He blanches. “I like your dirty, not my dirty.”
“You make me suck myself off your fingers.”
“Baby,” he says, placing a hand over my mouth. “Your pussy is sweet. My dick is not.”
With a giggle, I crawl out of bed and rush into the bathroom. I brush my teeth, positively glowing, and join him back on the bed. He wraps his arm around me and pulls the blankets over us. “Get some sleep, ’cause you look like shit.”
“Thanks,” I mumble against his skin.
“As shit as rainbows can look.”
I slap him. “Your charm is not welcome here.”
I feel him grin against my flesh, before my eyes start drooping. I’m exhausted and after a few rounds with Blade, I’m even more exhausted. I have no idea what tomorrow will bring, so I’m going to enjoy this for just a little bit longer.
